They'll Never See, Never Know

Nothing is ever truly stable.
There is no safe ground.
They are everywhere.
They are killers.
They are killing me.
They don't see it though,
And they don't know.
They know nothing of what true suffering is.
They only think they do.
But suffering is all inside.
It is not physical.
And my physical pain is the ONLY thing that makes me feel human.
They don't know about the self infliction though.
They don't know about the scars I hide.
About the tears I hide with fake smiles.
They don't see,
They don't look.
They don't care.
Just like everyone else.